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Charlie knew what the court case was. Thomas had set it up and he knew it. Thomas wanted Jacob back, even though he was the ass who left Claire pregnant with him. The past week had been hell, setting up a lawyer and such. The next day the case would open, much to Charlie's dismay. Charlie sat in the dim light as Jacob slept. He sat on the end of the bed, staring at the wall and tapping his foot. Would he win the case? He had to, it was Thomas who left Claire and Jacob behind to fend without him. Charlie sighed and rubbed his face with his hands. He was exhausted but the thought of what the next day would bring had him a mess. Jack kept trying to tell him it would be okay, as did Kate, Rose, and all the others. They said they would be at the court house, supporting him all the way. Charlie looked at the digital clock which red in big, red, bold letters 2:29 am. He sighed and sunk back in on the bed. He was still wearing his tattered, washed-out jeans with a dark blue T-shirt. He laid down and now stared at the ceiling. On the floor, he watched as Jacob's chest rise and fall quietly and slowly. His breath was the only sound filling the tiny room. Charlie let sleep take him. He no longer had the strength to hold back on the demands of the sandman.

Charlie awoke to the beeping of the clock. It read 7:00 am. Charlie groggily rolled out of bed and got his black pants, and golf shirt on. He looked in the mirror to see someone who looked entirely not like him in the formal wear. He combed his mop of hair and woke Jacob up.

"C'mon buddy, we have to go out now," Charlie said, shaking the four year old.

Jacob wearily opened his eyes. He groaned.

"Wake up," Charlie said once more.

Once Jacob woke up and was dressed, Charlie led him out of the hotel. They flagged down a cab and were on their way. Charlie sighed, gazing out the window. It was a cloudy and rainy day. The air wreaked of melancholy. Charlie knew his mind was playing tricks on him. He shook his head to try to go back to the real world. His head was just full of panic and fear. The cab came to a halt in front of a large, white court house. Charlie stepped out of the taxi, paying the driver. He took Jacob's hand and turned to face the court house. It was wooden and painted white. It looked to be an old church. A brick walk way led to the marble stairs. Charlie climbed up the stairs and opened the large wooden doors. He looked down the center of a court room. It was long and smack in the center was where the judge sat. The chair desk was empty for now. Charlie slowly made his way down to the table where his lawyer sat.

"Good morning Mr. Pace," the lawyer shook his hand.

"Morning Sam," Charlie replied. Charlie took a seat next to Sam. Jacob sat beside him, oblivious to the situation. Charlie looked over to see Thomas and his lawyer seat on the other side of the court room along with a few people sitting behind them. Charlie looked behind him. He could make out the faces of Jack, Kate, Sayid, Hurley, Locke, Shannon, Rose, Boone, Sun, Jin, Walt, and even Sawyer. Sawyer winked at Charlie. Charlie was amazed to see an older woman and her husband along with a younger girl in her early twenties sitting in Charlie's crowd.

"Sam who are they," Charlie whispered?

"Those are the Littletons," Sam replied?

Charlie's mind raced. Claire's family was on his side, even though he had never met them.

"All rise for the Judge," a voice said.

Everybody stood. And then...the trial began. Lawyer fought against lawyer, Thomas against Charlie. Jacob sat in his chair, frightened from all the screaming. Soon it came time for Charlie's last words.

"Your honor, Thomas Hesnan left Claire Littleton when she was pregnant with Jacob. She was left to fend for her own. When she was 8 months pregnant she boarded flight 815, which crashed. I met her within a couple days there and it was love at first sight. We became the best of friends. Soon we became more then that. I helped her raise Jacob from day one. We even had a wedding on the island. Please, I'm the only one Jacob has. If you take me away from him, he won't stand a chance. He needs me..and I need him," Charlie finally ended.

"Thank you Mr. Pace. The jury will reach a verdict," he said finally.

Charlie sighed hoping all that he did would be enough. He looked over and smiled and Jacob, who stared sadly back. Charlie patted the boys head. "Everything is going to be okay," Charlie said.

After an hour and a half the judge finally reentered the courtroom.

"The jury has reached a verdict," he said. Charlie felt his heart beating in his throat. He tried to breathe but it was difficult. He was trembling.

"Custody of Jacob Littleton will go to Thomas Hesnan since he is the biological father," The judge concluded.

Charlie sat there in absolute shock.

"It is up to him if Charles Pace shall be kept in any way, shape, or form in the child's life," he said turned to Thomas.

"No, your honor. He'll be fine without Mr. Pace," Thomas said smirking.

Charlie felt a wave of hot anger surge through him. He bowed his head.

"Jacob Littleton will spend the night with Mr. Pace. He will pack up and Mr. Hesnen will pick him up in the morning," the judge said, and then proceeded out of the courtroom.

Charlie felt like his world had completely crumbled. He felt tears welding in his eyes. He didn't hold them back. He let them tumble down his tan cheeks. Jacob looked up at his sobbing father. He didn't know what to think or do.

"Is something wrong daddy," Jacob asked.

Charlie looked over at Jacob and hugged him tightly, sobbing onto his shoulder, never wanting to let go.

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